[As the days passed, your research on this vast land delved deeper, gradually becoming well-versed in the habits of various plants and magical creatures.]
[You found yourself enriched, realizing that the intellectual knowledge etched in your mind was the true treasure compared to the abundant combat virtues of this ultimate life form.]
[With your current knowledge, returning to the Clock Tower might allow you to conduct a small lecture series on 'Identifying Popular Creatures of the Age of Gods.']
[After all, despite being a mentor, this vast magical knowledge comes solely from various materials and texts, unlike your ability to interact with vivid real entities.]
[The firsthand experience of the Age of Gods is indeed a dimensional blow.]
[Feeling adequately prepared, you began to plan the initiation of your research project on crop improvement, which would require a piece of experimental land for agriculture.]
[When you inquired about the most fertile farmland nearby, the townspeople unanimously pointed to the same answer:]
["If you talk about fertile land, that would be Sir Ector's wheat field."]
["Similar to the righteous you, Sir Ector is a genuine good person, often providing relief to the town's poor with food. He will surely welcome your visit."]
[Following the townspeople's guidance, you set off toward the purported wheat field on the outskirts of town.]
[The sky was clear, cloudless, and today's Britain was bathed in the brilliant sunshine of autumn.]
[Not yet fully traversing the dense forest beyond the town, the unique fragrance of barley and wheat wafted up to your face with the gentle breeze of this autumn day.]
[Standing on a giant tree, you gazed into the distance, and at the horizon's edge, a dazzling golden light faintly appeared.]
[Listening to the wind's guidance, you slowly made your way toward the wheat field.]
[Clang~ Clang~ Clang~]
[The rhythmic and cadenced sounds reached your ears, something very familiar from your training in the combat field, it was the sound of chopping practice dummies.]
[Approaching the source of the sound, you noticed the young man practicing swordplay in the grassy field, his flowing blond hair swaying in the wind like the radiant wheat field itself.]
...
Marching forward, sword swinging diagonally, as steady as a rock, swift as thunder.
Clang!
A crisp breaking sound echoed.
The golden-haired youth, holding a wooden sword in a mid-level stance, was diligently chopping at the training dummy before him.
His fair and clean neck glistened slightly with sweat, and each swing of the sword was flawless, exhibiting precision, elegance, and a sense of beauty in swordsmanship, strength, and skill.
Seemingly aware of the presence of an outsider, his sword movements hesitated slightly.
The golden-haired youth paused, raised his gaze, and their eyes met as if by fate.
"..."
In that moment of seeing each other's faces, Alvin couldn't help but be stunned.
It wasn't just him, the other party seemed equally surprised.
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Fate/Ultimate Antagonist
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